Chapter 175

"Ah! Where is this going? " Zhang Kui found that the car was driving on a deserted grassland road without people's attention.

The man was silent and focused on driving.

Zhang Kui added, but this time his tone was no longer confused, but full of anger: "didn't you hear what I said? Stop the car

Boom!

Instead of stopping, the car speeds up.

Yan Shuya wakes up, grabs Qin Lang's arm and looks worried.

Qin Lang put his hand around Yan Shuya and his expression was very calm.

In a short time, in the middle of the road ahead, two pickup trucks were seen across the road. Next to them stood a dozen tattooed youths with machetes and baseball bats.

After the man stopped the car, a pick-up truck ran out from the side of the road behind, blocking their way.

"Those who don't want to die get out of the car!" The man driving suddenly pulled out a handful of Qi ang from his waist and cheered.

Zhang Kui's face is livid. This man is the receptionist of Zhang's San Francisco branch. Qin Lang and Yan Shuya are still sitting in the car. Unexpectedly, he was robbed by Zhang's own people with Qi ang.

This face is lost to grandma's house.

"Hey! Brother, they are really big fish. " Leading the mob was a young man with yellow hair in his early twenties.

Young people are American, because of American culture, his face is tattooed with a line of letters.

"Sibo, what's up, man? It's meritorious this time." Zhang Jia was very proud of receiving the man, as if asking for credit: "the person above me told me that this trip is an elder of Zhang Jia headquarters, the most important thing is..."

The man came to Yan Shuya.

Yan Shuya retreats. Qin Lang stands in front of her and looks at the man coldly.

"Sibo, she is the famous president of Weiyang group in Yanguo!" Men are very proud.

The man's name is Meng Jiayu. He is a director of Zhang's San Francisco branch. Because the branch doesn't have much money, he has the idea of fishing for it.

Meng Jiayu is in charge of reception in the San Francisco branch, and the news is very well-informed.

As soon as there are dignitaries, he will inform Sibo. Sper is a gangster in San Francisco, but he's intercepting and robbing on the road.

Meng Jiayu and Sibo cooperate, and share the money equally.

Meng Jiayu doesn't pay attention to the ordinary little people, unless they are the people who receive Yanguo's status. This kind of people can make money.

In addition, no matter how powerful you are in the state of Yan, no one cares who you are in the U.S. it's just the meat on the sticky board that's being slaughtered.

This time, he got the news that the president of Weiyang group and her husband in Yanguo were accompanied by an elder of Zhangjia to visit the United States, which was a big deal.

"Well! Are you not afraid to be known by Zhang Jia? " Zhang KUIS is not afraid.

Meng Jiayu immediately sneered: "if you're afraid, you won't do it. Cut the crap and take out the money quickly."

"Oh? The beauty of Yan country. " Suddenly, Sibo goes to yanshuya.

Yan Shuya was dressed in a red skirt and high heels. She was tall and handsome. She had a beautiful face. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Beautiful! It's so beautiful.

Beauty is moving.

"Meng Jiayu, you've made great achievements this time. I'll take this beauty!"

Spock, no matter what the president is or not, just jump on it.

However, a man stood in front of him.

Qin Lang's face turned black: "if you don't want to die, go away, or I won't guarantee your life."

Behind him, Leng Feng and stone step forward one after another.

Thought, these people really want to die, the Dragon King's woman dare to move.

"Oh With a cold smile, Sibo shook Qi ang in his hand: "see? QIANG！ Give you two choices, either give me your woman to play with, or I'll shoot you! "

"Choose for yourself!"

"Of course, you can also watch me do your wife, ha ha!"

"Ha ha..." the hooligans around also laughed.

"How can you be so powerless to Mr. Qin?" Zhang Kui drank angrily.

"Shut up, you old man!" Meng Jiayu pointed to Zhang Kui's nose and said, "I thought this was Zhang Jia of Yan state! Here we are the king"For the sake of you being a Zhang family, I can let you live as long as you give me all your money." Meng Jiayu shakes Qi ang in her hand like a threat.

Zhang Kui sneered and said nothing. His eyes were even colder.

shame!

What a shame!

Zhang Jia is a scum like you.

"I advise you to listen to my husband! Otherwise, your lives will be in danger. " Yan Shuya is concerned about Tao.

She is serious. She has seen Qin Lang's skill. These people are not his opponents at all.

Besides, there are two masters, Leng Feng and Shi Shi.

Yan Shuya has seen the strength of Leng Feng and Shi Shi. They are both masters of commanding people to fight on the battlefield. Facing a group of social hooligans, they are not a problem at all.

"Ha ha! Did you hear that she said that if she angered her husband, our lives would be in danger? " Meng Jiayu seems to have heard a big joke.

It's not the first time he's done such a thing. It's also the first time he's heard that someone said that Meng Jiayu's life would be in danger under such circumstances.

"Damn, I'll do it to you. What can your husband do to me?"

With that, Meng Jiayu's eyes turned red and rushed to Yan Shuya.

Yan Shuya is so beautiful. If he can get on her, even if he doesn't want a cent, it's worth it.

Yan Shuya didn't dodge, so he stood still.

Because she knew there was a man who would protect her.

"Go away!"

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Yan Shuya.

Immediately after that, Meng Jiayu felt that his face was hit with a hammer. He screamed and spat out a bloody tooth. He flew back and hit the ground.

"Ah..." he covered his face and cried miserably.

"Falk!"

"Give it to me!"

Sibo and a dozen gangsters rush at Qin Lang.

Qin Lang suddenly made a move that shocked everyone. He turned around and turned his back to the gangsters, as if he had given up resistance and let them beat him.

Leng Feng and Shi Shi look at each other, and they rush out from both sides of Qin Lang.

"Ah... My eyes..."

"Ah... My hand is broken..."

Less than a minute, on the ground, Sibo and his gangsters lay on the ground, crying in pain.

Cold front relaxed clap palm: "a group of mobs."

With their strength, it's easy to deal with a group of hooligans.

"You... You..." Meng Jiayu was scared, my God! Who are the people he robbed this time?

Is it killing me?

Thirty six stratagems, let's go!

Meng Jiayu got up and was about to get into the car.

Qin Lang picked up a baseball bat, threw it directly, and hit Meng Jiayu in the leg. The latter fell and ate shit, half of his face smeared on the ground.

"Don't kill me... Don't kill me, I'm wrong..." Meng Jiayu cried in a panic: "I'm forced. As you can see, if I don't do this, Sibo will kill me."

"Elder, we are all from Zhangjia. Please let me live."